I looked down at her smiling face, I could see the hunger in her large brown eyes once more as I unzipped my fly and reached inside. Out it came, in a...ll it's glory and I pointed it at the white porcelain. I was just about to let the flow go when she reached out and placed her yellow rubber-gloved hand on mine. I looked down at her questioningly."Not there..." she breathed, slipping the pale blue tabard up and over her head to reveal nothing but a set of matching black lace underwear, her chest. She squeezed my hand again then let them carry me away, I saw all sorts of people in the crowd, even some of the people that had helped to put me on the stretcher. I slightly hammed up my ill performance after that to give them a bit of a scare.They loaded me into the back of an ambulance and then we were racing off to the hospital. I didn't see much loaded up in the back. I just lay there and before I knew it I was drifting off to sleep again. When I woke up I was being moved onto a bed in the. To which I love my room a lot.Once in a weekend to which I don’t have work, I heard someone washing clothes on the opposite terrace floor(in Bangalore all the house are build very close by to which we can go to the other terrace) I just normally took it and went off as usual.At that moment I couldn’t see her face properly nor her body structure. It just went on normal. I went outside with my friends.The next day morning I woke up from my sleep and was standing on the terrace drinking tea. She. I'd known Phil for a few years, and he had met Ally a few months previous. Phil was my age, tall and sporty type like me. Ally was older than us, she was 24 but looked much younger because of her tiny body she looked like a k**. She had short blonde hair and had quite a boyish look about her, tiny little ass and hardly any tits. Ally had her own flat which was a bonus as the rest of us still lived at home. Sandra and Ally became close friends and as couples we spent a lot of our spare time.